Buongiorno

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Posted 13 Jan 2013 in Featured

Buongiorno,

Considering the circumstances, I assume if you still follow this blog you had a personal connection to Ellie.  I did also.  The ultimate geek girl was my little sister.  My other sister asked several of us if we might be able to contribute to this blog.  Initially, figured I was the least likely person to have something to add.  And maybe I am.  That said, here we are.

It seems the hardest part of writing something like this is developing a topic.  I certainly can’t share about a techie subject.  And I’m hardly an expert on any other subject.  Since I’m likely a stranger to you, writing about myself might drive you away from this page before you could finish this paragraph.  So, what’s left?  In case this is my only appearance here I imagine something about Elmyra would be appropriate.

There is the first thing.  My sister was named Elmyra.  I guess our mother may have always called her Ellie.  I really don’t remember.  Somewhere along the line she became Myra.  Not that it changed anything.  It just always caught me off guard when I heard it.  But, it does speak to our relationship.  I loved my sister, but I didn’t know her.  I was there (well, at home)  when she was born.  By the time she passed away we hadn’t seen each other in years.  I had talked to her via skype a few months before.  When Elmyra was 11, I moved to Texas to begin my career.  Although she earned three college degrees, I was only able to attend one graduation.  I never made it to New York, where she was making her home.  I don’t think she ever made it to Texas.

So, here’s the odd truth.  I don’t miss my sister.  I miss the idea of her.  I certainly wish we had new time together.  I wish I had known she was as spiritually open as she was.  I wish we had gotten to have lunch in New York or she had gotten to tell me why she was into Urban Planning.  I wish she was going to visit me when I move overseas.  And if one day I have grandchildren, I wish they were going to have an Aunt Myra.  They would be better for it.

So, what does any of this mean?  I’m not sure.  Maybe nothing.  Take from it what you will.  What you can.

Arrivederci

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